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Chapter 4: Former Mistress
Valerie came to and blinked her eyes at the darkness. Apparently, it was night, and she wasn’t quite sure when that had happened. She stretched out, feeling the bed beneath her only to come to a rapid series of increasingly concerning realizations.
Firstly, that she wasn’t on a bed, she felt like she was lying on grass instead. Secondly, she felt a cool breeze blowing across areas of her body that were normally covered by either her dress or her nightgown. She felt the soothing warmth of the sun on her belly and her exposed nipples.
Wait, it wasn’t night!
She jerked up to a sitting position realizing that she was naked, and that some sort of blindfold was tied around her head. She tried to bring her arms up to pull it off, but they wouldn’t respond. A constriction on her wrists told her the truth of that point. She was naked, blindfolded, her arms restrained and she was lying in a field.
“Who DID THIS!” She shouted at the top of her lungs, “Someone better come get me out of this right GOD DAMN NOW!!”
A gruff voice responded to her, “Well you’re finally awake mistress, or should I say ‘former’ mistress. My name is Marcus, since I doubt you remember it.”
“Former?” Valerie growled, “You will release me this very second, and return my clothes and just MAYBE I won’t have father whip you to the bone.”
The voice just laughed.
“What’s so god damn funnAAAHH….” She was interrupted by an explosion of pain on her chest sending her slumping hard to the side. She blushed in anger and embarrassment at the slap and the humiliation of feeling the dirt grind into her breast where she landed.
“No I don’t think I will” The male voice said from above her, “Besides you already have your clothes. That’s your dress on your head, your corset on your arms, and I have your underwear right here to shove in your moth if you get too talkative.”
Valeria growled again. She would have tried to hit the man with everything she had, all her magic at once, but without her eyes it would be nearly impossible to lock onto him. Did he know that? Was that why he had blindfolded her? In either case shouting wasn’t going to work. “God damn it. What do you want? Surely, we can come to some sort of deal.”
“I’m sure we can. I want you to beg me to fuck you.”
Valerie roared, “You worthless slave scumbag. Do you think I’d ever do something like that, I’ll have you gutted and flayed alive you, S-stop it!!”
She squirmed as she felt strong hands force her to her back. Then the large weight of a male’s buttocks pressing onto her stomach and holding her in place. The voice spoke again, “You’re going to feel something now, and I want you to focus on it.”
The male started to rock his hips. Valerie couldn’t tell exactly what was happening without being able to see but soon she felt it. A large phallus formed between her breasts. She turned red instantly realizing that this man was starting to tit fuck her. She felt his hands grip onto her breasts and press them together around his rapidly hardening and very substantial shaft.
“Do you feel that. How large I am?” The male asked, “Probably bigger than any male you may have had from your shrimpy species, right?”
That was true, that was very true, but she wasn’t about to say that. “What’s your point? Great, big oaf has a fat cock, oh him so impressed. Your well used mother probably needs it to feel anything after a day at the brothel!”
Suddenly the weight was gone from her stomach and the offending member gone from between her tits. The male had obviously stood up, but before she could react to move the weight returned and once again, she felt something between her tits, with hands gripping onto them.
“This is David” The voice said, “now I want you to feel him.”
“Hi ‘mistress’” the new male on top of her, ‘David’ apparently, said before starting to thrust between her tits getting himself hard. Valerie grunted and tried to ignore what was happening. What sick game were the slaves playing at? Wanting her to feel their cocks between her tits? What could they possibly achieve…. Wait…. Wait.. was he still growing…
Valerie’s eyes started to widen behind her blindfold as the girth of the member nestled in her tits just kept getting bigger. She wasn’t sure what species the male was, she didn’t know their names so ‘David’ meant little to her. When the cock between her tits slammed its flared tip into her chin and started to push her head upward though. Well she was paying attention now. “H-how…”
The first voice came back, “First time getting close to a Clydesdale stallion huh? I’m sure you’re starting to realize your position, because ONE of us is going to tame that dried up cunt of yours.”
“You wouldn’t”
“David?” The voice said.
David slid down away from her chest, grabbed her legs and forced them apart. She then felt that THING resting its length on her opening sliding along it and to her eternal embarrassment starting to get her wet. “no, no no no NO!! You can’t… it. it will kill me! Its… That can’t fit!” She struggles but the males were much larger, and she had no chance of overpowering them.
“Tell me you want to fuck me instead” Marcus said, “Tell me how bad you want me.”
“You… god damn bastard. I… I ….” Valerie gritted her teeth the thing grinding across her opening really would cause damage if the horse it was attached to tried to mount her, and she didn’t see a way out, “Fuck…. Please don’t let him fuck me. I… t-take me instead”
Marucs chuckled, “You can do better. Try saying: ‘oh please master Marcus I want your cock so bad!’”
“Fuck you” Valerie barked.
“David?”
“With Gusto” David slid pack, pressing his tip to Valerie’s tight Kitsune pussy and started to press.
“AHH no no.. NO.. fuck… Ah.. M.. M… Please… OH my god! Master Marcus I want your cock so bad”
“Tell me to fuck you like the nasty little whore you are.”
“F-F-Fuck me... I’m a nasty whore and I want you to fuck me!”
The horse let go of her and pulled back, he had only pushed in about an inch, but considering how it had already felt to take only that much she breathed a sigh of relief, but soon that was replaced by the weight of Marcus mounting her instead. She felt the pointed tip of his cock press into her entrance, she felt his hands grip her hips, and she tried to brace herself.
He took her in one thrust, driving his full length into her all at once. He may not have been a Clydesdale, but Marcus was ‘gifted’ to say the least, even for a sergal. He had three feet of height over Valerie and her body was definitely not ready for sex with a race so much larger than her.
Her mouth went wide but no sound came out. The shock of being impaled all the way to the womb and stretched as if an arm was just rammed into her locked her up. She couldn’t move, couldn’t think, and couldn’t make a sound. Everything tensed up and tightened down.
“OH god DAMN you are a tight bitch” Marcus said, starting to thrust. He was strong enough that her tightness meant little. He’d just force his cock through one way or another. He legs clamped against his hips as he took her. Her body arched and as thrust after thrust rammed her wider and wider, she started to whimper and moan helplessly under him. His thrusts only accelerated as she started to get wetter against her will and her muscles started to relax from the exertion. He started to grip her tits again, groping and kneading them, on in each hand. His fingers were like vices on her sensitive flesh, her erect nipples grinding on his hands.
Wait, erect nipples? Oh god was she actually getting…
“Good whore” Marcus barked accelerating again. Wet slapping noises told both of them how wet she was getting. Her body was reacting against her will to the treatment it was getting and she was getting hotter and hotter. Her pussy spasmed on his cock, each thrust now making her whole body bounce. She bit her lip, unable to stop what she knew was coming, and at long last, despite herself, she arched and clamped down in orgasm.
Marcus came as well, pumping her so full she felt like she was being inflated with his cum. Then when he finished, he gave her tits one last squeeze and pulled out.
“You make for a really good whore; you know that right Valerie?”
She was too worn out and sore to ask how he knew her name, “Are… are you done? Have you had your fun?”
“I have yes. No need to worry about me for now” Marcus said reassuringly, then he raised his voice, “Next!”
A shuffling of feat was heard, more than one other person to be sure. Valerie wasn’t’ sure how many but she started to squirm in alarm when she realized what was happening. “Oh god are they forming a line?” she whimpered out. A chuckle was all she got in response as she once again felt hands on her body.
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Chapter 4: Former Mistress
Valerie came to and blinked her eyes at the darkness. Apparently, it was night, and she wasn’t quite sure when that had happened. She stretched out, feeling the bed beneath her only to come to a rapid series of increasingly concerning realizations.
Firstly, that she wasn’t on a bed, she felt like she was lying on grass instead. Secondly, she felt a cool breeze blowing across areas of her body that were normally covered by either her dress or her nightgown. She felt the soothing warmth of the sun on her belly and her exposed nipples.
Wait, it wasn’t night!
She jerked up to a sitting position realizing that she was naked, and that some sort of blindfold was tied around her head. She tried to bring her arms up to pull it off, but they wouldn’t respond. A constriction on her wrists told her the truth of that point. She was naked, blindfolded, her arms restrained and she was lying in a field.
“Who DID THIS!” She shouted at the top of her lungs, “Someone better come get me out of this right GOD DAMN NOW!!”
A gruff voice responded to her, “Well you’re finally awake mistress, or should I say ‘former’ mistress. My name is Marcus, since I doubt you remember it.”
“Former?” Valerie growled, “You will release me this very second, and return my clothes and just MAYBE I won’t have father whip you to the bone.”
The voice just laughed.
“What’s so god damn funnAAAHH….” She was interrupted by an explosion of pain on her chest sending her slumping hard to the side. She blushed in anger and embarrassment at the slap and the humiliation of feeling the dirt grind into her breast where she landed.
“No I don’t think I will” The male voice said from above her, “Besides you already have your clothes. That’s your dress on your head, your corset on your arms, and I have your underwear right here to shove in your moth if you get too talkative.”
Valeria growled again. She would have tried to hit the man with everything she had, all her magic at once, but without her eyes it would be nearly impossible to lock onto him. Did he know that? Was that why he had blindfolded her? In either case shouting wasn’t going to work. “God damn it. What do you want? Surely, we can come to some sort of deal.”
“I’m sure we can. I want you to beg me to fuck you.”
Valerie roared, “You worthless slave scumbag. Do you think I’d ever do something like that, I’ll have you gutted and flayed alive you, S-stop it!!”
She squirmed as she felt strong hands force her to her back. Then the large weight of a male’s buttocks pressing onto her stomach and holding her in place. The voice spoke again, “You’re going to feel something now, and I want you to focus on it.”
The male started to rock his hips. Valerie couldn’t tell exactly what was happening without being able to see but soon she felt it. A large phallus formed between her breasts. She turned red instantly realizing that this man was starting to tit fuck her. She felt his hands grip onto her breasts and press them together around his rapidly hardening and very substantial shaft.
“Do you feel that. How large I am?” The male asked, “Probably bigger than any male you may have had from your shrimpy species, right?”
That was true, that was very true, but she wasn’t about to say that. “What’s your point? Great, big oaf has a fat cock, oh him so impressed. Your well used mother probably needs it to feel anything after a day at the brothel!”
Suddenly the weight was gone from her stomach and the offending member gone from between her tits. The male had obviously stood up, but before she could react to move the weight returned and once again, she felt something between her tits, with hands gripping onto them.
“This is David” The voice said, “now I want you to feel him.”
“Hi ‘mistress’” the new male on top of her, ‘David’ apparently, said before starting to thrust between her tits getting himself hard. Valerie grunted and tried to ignore what was happening. What sick game were the slaves playing at? Wanting her to feel their cocks between her tits? What could they possibly achieve…. Wait…. Wait.. was he still growing…
Valerie’s eyes started to widen behind her blindfold as the girth of the member nestled in her tits just kept getting bigger. She wasn’t sure what species the male was, she didn’t know their names so ‘David’ meant little to her. When the cock between her tits slammed its flared tip into her chin and started to push her head upward though. Well she was paying attention now. “H-how…”
The first voice came back, “First time getting close to a Clydesdale stallion huh? I’m sure you’re starting to realize your position, because ONE of us is going to tame that dried up cunt of yours.”
“You wouldn’t”
“David?” The voice said.
David slid down away from her chest, grabbed her legs and forced them apart. She then felt that THING resting its length on her opening sliding along it and to her eternal embarrassment starting to get her wet. “no, no no no NO!! You can’t… it. it will kill me! Its… That can’t fit!” She struggles but the males were much larger, and she had no chance of overpowering them.
“Tell me you want to fuck me instead” Marcus said, “Tell me how bad you want me.”
“You… god damn bastard. I… I ….” Valerie gritted her teeth the thing grinding across her opening really would cause damage if the horse it was attached to tried to mount her, and she didn’t see a way out, “Fuck…. Please don’t let him fuck me. I… t-take me instead”
Marucs chuckled, “You can do better. Try saying: ‘oh please master Marcus I want your cock so bad!’”
“Fuck you” Valerie barked.
“David?”
“With Gusto” David slid pack, pressing his tip to Valerie’s tight Kitsune pussy and started to press.
“AHH no no.. NO.. fuck… Ah.. M.. M… Please… OH my god! Master Marcus I want your cock so bad”
“Tell me to fuck you like the nasty little whore you are.”
“F-F-Fuck me... I’m a nasty whore and I want you to fuck me!”
The horse let go of her and pulled back, he had only pushed in about an inch, but considering how it had already felt to take only that much she breathed a sigh of relief, but soon that was replaced by the weight of Marcus mounting her instead. She felt the pointed tip of his cock press into her entrance, she felt his hands grip her hips, and she tried to brace herself.
He took her in one thrust, driving his full length into her all at once. He may not have been a Clydesdale, but Marcus was ‘gifted’ to say the least, even for a sergal. He had three feet of height over Valerie and her body was definitely not ready for sex with a race so much larger than her.
Her mouth went wide but no sound came out. The shock of being impaled all the way to the womb and stretched as if an arm was just rammed into her locked her up. She couldn’t move, couldn’t think, and couldn’t make a sound. Everything tensed up and tightened down.
“OH god DAMN you are a tight bitch” Marcus said, starting to thrust. He was strong enough that her tightness meant little. He’d just force his cock through one way or another. He legs clamped against his hips as he took her. Her body arched and as thrust after thrust rammed her wider and wider, she started to whimper and moan helplessly under him. His thrusts only accelerated as she started to get wetter against her will and her muscles started to relax from the exertion. He started to grip her tits again, groping and kneading them, on in each hand. His fingers were like vices on her sensitive flesh, her erect nipples grinding on his hands.
Wait, erect nipples? Oh god was she actually getting…
“Good whore” Marcus barked accelerating again. Wet slapping noises told both of them how wet she was getting. Her body was reacting against her will to the treatment it was getting and she was getting hotter and hotter. Her pussy spasmed on his cock, each thrust now making her whole body bounce. She bit her lip, unable to stop what she knew was coming, and at long last, despite herself, she arched and clamped down in orgasm.
Marcus came as well, pumping her so full she felt like she was being inflated with his cum. Then when he finished, he gave her tits one last squeeze and pulled out.
“You make for a really good whore; you know that right Valerie?”
She was too worn out and sore to ask how he knew her name, “Are… are you done? Have you had your fun?”
“I have yes. No need to worry about me for now” Marcus said reassuringly, then he raised his voice, “Next!”
A shuffling of feat was heard, more than one other person to be sure. Valerie wasn’t’ sure how many but she started to squirm in alarm when she realized what was happening. “Oh god are they forming a line?” she whimpered out. A chuckle was all she got in response as she once again felt hands on her body.
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